This is the jacket of a man who can tell you a few things you need to do in order to ensure that no one gets hurt. For instance, pay the lady upfront and treat her real nice. I’ll be in the spacious Lincoln parked outside the service entrance. Or: Go and start a kerosene fire at this thoroughbred stable, the address of which is on this cocktail napkin, which is from the Forbidden Island Tiki Lounge out by the airport. Or: Hire me to do the plumbing in that building you just purchased in the warehouse district and pay me this price, which is determined by factors unrelated to present market conditions and sub-contractor overhead.
This is the jacket of a man called Peter Edward Rose.
(Secret handshake: BBTF)